The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1195: Fire of Pure Yang, Water of Pure Yin

After leaving the Tianbao Pavilion, Ling Feng used the Supreme Black Diamond Card to select several herbs from the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce's vaults that could aid in improving his cultivation. Only after that did he leave, fully satisfied.

He had beaten Murong Qianjun bloody, yet instead of lying low, he swaggered through the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce without a hint of fear. That kind of nerve was something few people in Tianhuang City could match.

From that day onward, the name "Fat Lord" spread rapidly throughout Tianhuang City. Even the proud and untouchable Murong Qianjun had been pummeled into a swollen pig's head by him. Many people could not help feeling a secret thrill of satisfaction at the news.

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Once the purchases were done, Ling Feng and his companions returned to their inn. Ling Feng went straight into seclusion in a quiet chamber and began refining the Yin-Yang Stone.

The process of spirit infusion was something Ling Feng was already thoroughly familiar with.

Not long ago, he had infused an entire set of high-tier spirit treasures that he obtained from the Saintess of Yunluo Sacred Land. (Author's note: Refer to Chapter 1030)

At this point, Ling Feng already possessed all five elemental attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth along with the three special attributes of ice, wind, and thunder. Few people in the world could claim to wield so many elemental powers at once.

The more attributes he infused, the more condensed and profound his elemental qi became.

This was the true strength of the Chaotic Body. It could endlessly absorb and merge new attributes. In the early stages, its potential might not seem as remarkable as a so-called Sacred Body, but in the later stages, even a single attribute drawn from it could crush an ordinary Sacred Body without effort.

"The Yin-Yang Stone is a little different from the treasures I infused before."

Ling Feng held the strange stone in his hand, black on one side and white on the other. After a brief moment of silence, he muttered to himself, "I can sense that this little stone holds a terrifying force of Yin and Yang. But if I want to draw that power out and transform it into spirit-infused true qi, I must first possess both Yin and Yang spiritual roots."

For someone with the Chaotic Physique, this was not a problem. However, that mysterious old man, Yangshu Zi, most likely had only a fire-based physique. To him, the Yin-Yang Stone's worth was more for collection than actual use. Otherwise, he would not have traded it away for a first-tier Flame-Refining Divine Stone.

"Furthermore, the Yin and Yang energies are not truly separate attributes. They are more like amplifying forces that enhance other attributes."

Ling Feng focused on the twin energies within the stone and gradually came to a realization.

By using fire elemental qi to draw out the Yang energy, he could refine the Fire of Pure Yang.

By using water elemental qi to guide the Yin energy, he could condense the Water of Pure Yin.

As the thought surfaced, clarity flooded his mind. He placed the Yin-Yang Stone on the floor before him and began to channel both his water and fire elemental qi.

Sure enough, the Yin and Yang forces inside the stone responded. For the first time, they resonated with the elemental qi within his body.

"So that's how it works!"

Ling Feng nodded inwardly. This might not have been the most orthodox method, but it was perfectly suited to him!

...

Time passed slowly.

While Ling Feng was refining the Yin-Yang Stone, Murong Qianjun, who had been beaten like a stray dog, was sent back to the Murong Clan.

When Murong Qianjun's father, Murong Han, the clan steward, saw his son's miserable state, fury instantly engulfed him.

"Who was it? Who dares to lay a hand on someone from the Murong Clan?"

He supported his son as his eyes filled with blazing anger and killing intent.

"It was some nameless fat bastard," Murong Qianjun gritted out. Several of his teeth had been knocked out, causing him to lisp[1]as he spoke. Despite being a half-step Human Emperor, he had been beaten so badly it was hard to look at him. Still, after some time, he managed to recover a little.

"A fat man?"

"Yes. And that fat man said... he said..." Murong Qianjun hesitated, glancing nervously at his father's eyes.

"What did he say?" Murong Han's voice grew cold.

"He said our branch of the family are nothing but the Murong Clan's guard dogs, that we betrayed our ancestors, and that we are worse than dogs." Murong Qianjun clenched his teeth in humiliation.

"What?"

Murong Han nearly leapt up in rage. "Outrageous! That insolent brat is tired of living!"

The issue of their granted surname had always been a thorn lodged deep in Murong Han's heart.

The Murong name had brought him wealth and respect, yet he knew all too well that behind the praise were whispers accusing him of betraying his ancestors. They said that to curry favor with the Venerable of the Desolate Sea, he had even abandoned his original family name.

Whenever he heard such remarks, his anger would flare uncontrollably. It burned even hotter than his rage over his son's beating.

"Investigate. I want a full investigation!"

Murong Han slammed the table with a thunderous crack. "Search the entire city if you have to. Find that fat man!"

Murong Qianjun watched his father rage, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes. How dare you treat me this way, you damned pig. I'll kneel and call you father if you can walk out of Tianhuang City alive today!

His father, the Murong Clan's steward, was no weakling. His cultivation had reached the second level of the Creation Realm, and his strength as a Human Emperor expert was formidable.

For someone like that, suppressing a mere Spiritual Element Realm cultivator would be effortless!

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"Ling Feng, you are finally out!"

Tuoba Yan, who had been waiting outside the meditation chamber, saw Ling Feng emerge and immediately approached him. After taking a close look, she frowned slightly. "You haven't broken through?"

"That was within my expectations," Ling Feng said calmly. His foundation was simply too deep. For him, breaking through was far harder than it was for others.

However, the Yin-Yang Stone had allowed him to cultivate the Fire of Pure Yang and the Water of Pure Yin, and that was already a great gain.

Besides, the barrier around his current realm had begun to loosen. Breaking through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Element Realm was only a matter of time.

He had no intention of wasting time, so while at the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce earlier, he had purchased several ingredients for refining the Profound Sea Condensing Pill.

The Profound Sea Condensing Pill was designed to help cultivators in the Spiritual Element Realm condense their Sea of Stars, serving as an aid for breaking into the Spiritual Sea Realm. For ordinary cultivators, using it before that stage was impossible, but Ling Feng's accumulation was so immense that using it early would not harm him.

"Yan'er, Brother Yang, I will be refining pills for a while. I need both of you to guard me."

Ling Feng glanced at Tuoba Yan and Yang Huanzhi and spoke in a steady tone.

Within the Wuling Manor, there was a dedicated alchemy room. Its alchemy furnace was of decent quality and perfectly suited for refining high-tier seventh-grade pills such as the Profound Sea Condensing Pill.

From the seventh grade onward, the difficulty of alchemy rose sharply. Within the Tianbai Empire, fewer than five people were capable of refining seventh-grade medicinal pills.

If he had the Xuanling Cauldron from the Flame Valley, his success rate would naturally increase. Unfortunately, that was not possible right now, so he would have to make do with what he had.

Yang Huanzhi stared at Ling Feng in astonishment and exclaimed, "B-Big Brother Ling, you know alchemy too?"

1. lisp - a way of speaking in which s is pronounced like th in thick and z is pronounced like th in this. ☜